There's Biffy, and she isn't sure if she ought to be relieved or mortified. This can't be much nicer to come home to than it is to awake to. She peers down over the edge of the banister with a wince.
"It's Kitten. She's... grown." Which is too small a word for what's happened. Daine picks her way down the stairs, trying not to step on any surplus tail, and finally finds herself on the first floor.
Mithros, will the house even be able to hold Kitten's weight? It seems to be managing so far, but if the dragon starts moving -- or trying to -- Goddess knows what'll happen.
"We have to get her out of here," Daine says as she heads for the back door. "But I don't know how."
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Date: 2018-06-23 02:48 am (UTC)From:"It's Kitten. She's... grown." Which is too small a word for what's happened. Daine picks her way down the stairs, trying not to step on any surplus tail, and finally finds herself on the first floor.
Mithros, will the house even be able to hold Kitten's weight? It seems to be managing so far, but if the dragon starts moving -- or trying to -- Goddess knows what'll happen.
"We have to get her out of here," Daine says as she heads for the back door. "But I don't know how."